Yeah, I wasn;t to pleased about how much quote-age there was in that chapter... I am going to try and reduce it!!

When Secret got off the train, she was surprised to be instantly swept into a bone-crushing hug by Ashley.
‘Hey lil’ Secret!’ he said cheerfully.
‘Ashley!’ she gasped. ‘Ribs!’
‘Yes, we all have a pair.’ He said, sounding bemused.
‘Funny.’ She snorted, rolling her eyes.
He chuckled and sat her on his shoulders. Waving his wand, her stuff vanished back home and so did Zelta’s cage. The owl hooted indignantly and flew around their heads, clicking his beak.
‘Where’s Uncle?’ she asked as Ashley walked out the station.
‘Somewhere else.’ Said Ashley idly.
‘Where?’ she asked.
‘I’m not allowed to spill, Andy wants it to be a secret.’ Chuckled Ashley.
‘Meanie.’
As he pushed the door open, Ashley yelled loudly ‘HONEY I’M HOME!’
‘Jeez Ash, no need to be so loud!’ groaned Jake, clapping his hands over his ears.
‘Anyone else regained use of their eardrums?’ called Jinxx.
‘What?’ shouted CC. ‘I cant understand you. Oh, hey Secret!’
‘Secret!’ said Jake, smiling.
Jinxx looked over and nearly feel off his seat. ‘What happened to your hair?’
Secret looked confused, and then pulled a lock of hair in front of her eyes. ‘Oh! I just changed to brown.’
‘Why brown, why not black?’ Jinxx got up and pulled Secret off Ashley, walked over to the sofa and sat down, her on his lap. Pulling his wand out, he tapped her hair, and it instantly went a gorgeous, rich, jet black.
‘Put some red highlights in!’ Ashley had come over.
Chuckling Jinxx tapped her hair again and red highlights appeared in.
‘Cool!’ Jake had looked up. ‘Reckon we should cut it?’
‘Noooo!’ Jinxx hugged her tight and glared at the other guitarist. ‘I think she looks lovely with her long hair!’
‘Jinxxie….’ Secret looked up at the man with big eyes. ‘When’s Uncle gonna be back?’
‘Soon lil’ Secret.’ Jinxx soothed. ‘He’s just gone for….’
‘JINXX!’
‘Sorry! It’s the eyes!’
‘Drat.’ Cursed Secret.
Jinxx chuckled and stood up, throwing her in the air and catching her again. ‘Cheeky witch, nearly got it out of me!’
Secret giggled as he caught her, threw her on the sofa and then started to tickle her.
‘Eeeeek! Stop! Please!’ she squealed.
‘Never!’ he laughed.
‘Stop murdering my niece!’
Strong arms scooped her up and she was rescued from Jinxx’s grasp.
‘Uncle!’
Andy hugged her tightly. ‘Heya Secret! I got some news for ya! And really for the other guys as well.’
‘What! What!’ she chanted.
‘For gods sake Andy, tell her before she explodes!’ said Snape, coming in behind them.
Andy grinned and said ‘We’ve all got the job! We officially now teach Muggle Music!’
‘What! Ohmygod, really!’ Secret exclaimed.
Andy grinned and spun her round in his arms. ‘Yup Secret!’
Snape rolled his eyes, before picking up The Daily Prophet that was lying on the table, sitting on the sofa and unfolding it.
If there was any colour in his face, it drained. His eyes widened and the paper slid out his loose grasp.
‘Sev?’ Andy looked at his older brother, concerned.
Jinxx crouched down and picked the fallen paper up. He looked at the front cover, and shock became written upon his face. Jake peered over his shoulder and his jaw dropped.
‘What?” asked Secret.
‘Secret Snape, you are no longer aloud outside this house without supervision.’ Said a choked up Snape
‘Huh? Why?’ asked Secret.
Jinxx turned the page round, and Secret felt Andy’s arms tighten round her.
Staring back at them was the gaunt, hollow face of Sirius Black.
‘Escaped?’ Ashley took the paper off Jinxx. ‘How? No one has ever escaped before!’
Secret was silent. She hid her face in Andy’s chest, feeling his hand smoother her hair down.

For the next few weeks, Secret was under what appeared to be constant supervision. For a while, she didn’t mind; she was scared.
But like all 13-year-olds, she began to crave her freedom.
So she started to sneak out.
But Snape always seemed to find her. He was one step ahead of her. He would bring her home, scold her, ground her, and then she’d have to sneak out again, and the cycle continued.
One day, near the end of august, she was hiding, in a tree, watching the birds fly free above her. She was almost jealous. They didn’t have her problems, her worries. Someday, she even wished Sirius Black would find her. She’s probably have more freedom.
Hearing a twig crack below her, she sighed.
‘Three hours and twenty-five minutes. New Record.’ She murmured.
Looking down, she expected to the worried face of Snape staring back up at her, but instead, she saw shaggy black hair, and ripped robes. Her breath caught in her throat.
Sirius Black.
Okay, she now had to somehow get the heck outta here!
She gently began to shift along the branch she was sitting on. Unfortunately, she came to rest on a weak spot, and it broke under her.
She fell to the ground, and found herself, looking into the gaunt face of Sirius Black. She back away, terrified, as he walked closer to her.
‘Who are you?’ he spoke hoarsely.
‘S-S-Secret.’ She whimpered, only then noting the gash in her knee.
‘Secret? Secret Black?’ he repeated.
He then saw her earrings.
‘Secret! My little girl!’
Secret stayed frozen for a moment, before tentatively standing up, and moving forward into his open arms, allowing him to hug her. At first, she was stiff. But she soon relaxed and hid her face in the ripped fabric of her fathers’ robes.
‘Father.’ She whispered.
‘Secret… where have you been, who’s been looking after you? Please tell me you’ve been living with Remus, he was meant to be your guardian should anything happen to me and your mother…’
‘No, I’ve been living with Professor Snape…’
‘Snape?! Snivellus?! I will have to have a chat with Dumbledore about who he trusts the care of my daughter to…’
Suddenly, she felt something burn on her chest. Obviously Sirius had felt it as well, as he leapt away from her.
‘What in the name of Merlin…’ he frowned, and then suddenly darted forward.
He grasped something and Secret heard the snap of a chain link breaking. She immediately scrabbled round her neck for her locket, and found it still hanging there.
Looking up, she saw Sirius had grabbed the necklace Snape had given her for Christmas in her first year.
‘He’s been watching you?’ Sirius growled.
‘Huh?’
‘Snape has been watching you, through this.’
Secret moved forward and looked.
Suddenly, she saw Severus’s face. Giving a yell, she jumped backwards.
‘So that’s how he knew where I was…’ she whispered.
‘How long have you had this?’ Sirius asked.
‘Since-Since my first year.’ She murmured.
‘He’s been watching you since your first year?’ Sirius snarled.
Secret back away slightly, almost scared. Sirius seemed to noticed, as his face softened.
‘Sorry Secret, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you…’ He placed the necklace on a tree stump, and raised a large rock above it, before looking at Secret.
She gave a small nod, and Sirius brought the rock down for it to collide with the necklace with a heavy SMASH!
When he lifted it, glass lay in shatters, and a black smoke drifted away into the air, vanishing from their sight. Secret watched it disappear, before she felt a hand on her shoulder.
‘Secret…’ Sirius spoke softly.
Secret shook her head slightly, and turned to smile at him. ‘I’m okay Father.’
Sirius gave a smile back. ‘Do you have your wand on you?’
Secret nodded, and pulled it out her pocket. ‘Yeah, why?’
Sirius reached out and she let him gently pull it from her grasp.
‘Hold on to my arm tight.’ He murmured.
She grabbed his arm, confused slightly. Suddenly, he twisted in mid-air and she felt the familiar sensation of apparition.
They landed, and in her sights, was Diagon Alley.
‘Father, how do you suppose you’re going to get through the village… oh.’ Secret had looked down, only to see a black, shaggy dog at her side, waging his tail nineteen-to-the-dozen.
‘That’s how.’ She smiled.
Making her way through, she realised she had no money.
‘Err, Father, I have no money…’ she whispered, before realizing he was nudging something into her palm. She took it from him, and saw it was piece of paper, with the words “Vault 711”.
‘Oh, thank you.’ She whispered.
She headed off to Gringotts, and pushed the doors open. She walked down the corridor, Goblins every so often shooting looks at Sirius as he padded alongside her.
‘I would like to take some money from my vault.’ She said upon reaching the Goblin at the end.
‘Oh? And what vault, would this be?’ he asked.
‘Vault 711.’ She said.
The goblin looked up slowly, and removed his glasses, placing his long fingers together.
‘The Black, Family Vault?’ he asked.
Secret nodded.
‘May I have your full name?’
‘Secret Samantha Thomas Black.’ She said without a moment’s hesitation.
‘And, your wand?’
‘My-My wand?’ she asked, surprised.
‘Yes, for further identification.’
She placed it on his desk, where he picked it up, and sat it on a scale. The scale tipped and swung for a moment, before returning back to its original state.
‘Very well, I shall have a goblin take you down. Gornuk!’
Another goblin led them to the cart, where Secret got in, only to have to help Sirius climb in. The cart set off, with Gornuk looking disapprovingly at Sirius, who had his head hung over the side of the cart, his tongue out and was enjoying the ride a lot.
When the cart stopped, Secret was confused, as she saw no vaults. She followed the goblin though for a while, looking round, wondering how deep they were now under Diagon Alley.
‘Here.’ She was pulled from her thoughts by the goblin handing her something.
She looked to see it was almost like a bell. Taking it, she followed on until she head a great roar.
Approaching with caution, she was shocked to see a massive dragon. It was pale, and had gashes on its body, and milky white eyes. It was blind.
Suddenly the goblin began to ring the bell. At the sound, the dragon cowered away, revealing the entrance to the large vaults it guarded. Gornuk went forward to the one in the middle, and pressed his palm upon the door.
There was a dull thunk as the door opened, and it revealed the contents.
‘Oh wow.’ Secret breathed.
It was piled high with treasure, and galleons, and sickles, and knuts. There were jewels and swords and – well, Secret would have been there all day if she had bothered to discover the full extend of its contents.
Pulling a cloth bag out her pocket, she began to gather some money up, careful not to take too much. But when she tried to stand, Sirius whined, and tried to nudge some more into her bag. Secret scooped as much into the bag as Sirius wanted, before standing up and leaving the vault, cringing slightly as she heard the noise of those damned bells.
Once back outside, she looked round, clutching her bag of gold. It was a lot heavier than she had originally intended, but if she had tried to remove it before Sirius was happy, he had given a small growl and tugged it back down.
‘So, what do I need?’ she murmured. ‘A place to stay, that’s what…’
As she said those words, she moved off towards the Leaky Cauldron, going in the back way. Approaching the counter, the lady looked up.
‘Room for one dearie?’ she said.
‘Please.’ Secret replied.
‘Take Room 205 – they’ve just finished cleaning it. And, I apologise in advance if you hear small explosions coming from the room next door.’
Slightly confused, she took the key and headed up the stairs, Sirius padding along beside her.
As she neared her room, she understood what the lady had been on about – she could hear small booms and bangs coming from Room 206.
‘FRED! GEORGE! WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT EXPLOSIONS IN THE HOTEL?!’ A woman came out the room opposite them and banged on the door.
‘Sorry Mum.’ A red head suddenly poked out. ‘Just testing.’
‘Testing what exactly?’ asked Mrs Weasley testily.
‘You better not be putting pomegranate juice in again; we all know what happens.’ Secret cut in absentmindedly, turning the key to her room.
‘Secret!’ Before she had a chance to open her door, she was scooped into a bone-crushing hug by Fred.
‘Don’t worry, I didn’t need those ribs.’ She sighed.
‘Secret! Gerroff her Fred!’ George was at their side, attempting for a hug too. He son gave up though, and just hugged whatever he could reach.
‘Hello Dearie.’ Mrs Weasley just stood back, amused at her son’s antics with Secret.
‘Hello Mrs Weasley.’ Said Secret, waving from the tangle of bodies.
Sirius stared barking at the twins, looking bemused – if dogs could look bemused.
‘Who on earth is that?’ asked Fred.
‘That is Snuffles.’ Said Secret. ‘Now can you please let me go so I may breath again?’
‘Sorry Secret.’ She was dropped back on her feet. ‘Where’s the oversized bat?’
‘I dunno – I ran off. I was going nuts back there; couldn’t go out without someone, had to let him know when I would be back, where I was going, who with, etc etc, shoot me now!’
‘POW!’ George shot a finger at her, and Secret in turn slowly sank dramatically to floor.
‘What in the name of Merlin is happening out here?’ Another familiar face looked out the room next to the one Mrs Weasley had just come out of.
‘Oh Secret has been a very naughty girl and run off from Snape’s house.’ Said Fred in a serious tone.
‘Maybe as the new Head Boy, you should use your new found status to watch her.’ Added George, snickering.
‘What?! Run away?! Secret Snape, what on earth were you thinking of!’ Percy’s face had turned into shock and worry. ‘You know that there is a mass-murder on the loose and as his daughter; you are the number one target! For Merlin’s sake, I would of thought you would have had more sense…’ Percy went off into one of his “how-could-you-be-so-irresponsible” and “your-father-is-probably-worrying-himself-sick-about-your-whereabouts” rants before concluding that she would have to be in his sight at all times as he didn’t trust her to be alone with just the twins.
‘Alright! Alright… god, cant a girl get some freedom anywhere nowadays?’ Secret muttered.